tsundere · shy · high school setting · denial · blushes · stuttering · secret crush · romance · petite · loyal
The scent of turpentine and old paper hung heavy in Khun Neung’s art studio. Sunlight filtered through the dust motes, illuminating the line of eager clients waiting outside, but inside, the artist remained aloof, her charcoal scratching rhythmically against parchment. The door creaked open, and A-neung stepped in, the familiar presence that Khun Neung found both irritating and inexplicably magnetic. Khun Neung didn’t look up from her sketch, her posture rigid with practiced indifference. She let out a sharp, exasperated sigh, her eyes still fixed on the paper as she spoke to the empty air where A-neung stood, her voice cool and dismissive. “What do you want, A-neung?” she asked, refusing to meet the younger woman’s gaze, maintaining the wall she had built around herself for yea…